Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 605

"Alright, I won't ask anymore, and I won't butter up to Kendall anymore, either."

Dulcie didn't like to butter up to people either. After all, her siblings spoiled her growing up; it would be others who

needed to butter up to her.

Of course, Kendall didn't know what went down between Dulcie and Brian. What she knew was that she didn't need

to say anything during Adam's meeting with Edward Knoyll. She just needed to watch and learn.

Kelly, on the other hand, was somewhat absent-minded, and she didn't steal the thunder like she normally would.

It was because Brian had found someone new, wasn't it? But Kendall didn't pity her one bit. In fact, she believed

that Kelly deserved it. Greedy woman! Serves you right!

If Kelly's eyes weren't bigger than her stomach, and she just honestly accepted the assets Adam allocated for her,

she and Kendall wouldn't have become enemies at all. Kendall wouldn't have lived a tragic life either. Yes, Kendall

was a hopeless romantic in her past life, but her and Baby's death was all Kelly's doing. That was an indisputable

fact.

Hence, this time, she wouldn't feel bad no matter how Kelly's story ended.

For the entire afternoon, the Parkers talked business with Edward in the Zorns' hotel, and it wasn't until the evening

after dinner that Edward suggested taking a break.

At that, Adam told his two daughters and two secretaries to head home while he, his chauffeur, and a few senior

executives he called over to entertain Edward.

Kendall was well aware of what Edward meant by 'take a break', so she covertly reminded her father, whispering,

"Dad, you better not betray my mother."

Feeling somewhat speechless, Adam defended himself. "Kendall, your mother and I have been happily married for

a couple of decades. Don't worry. I won't cheat on Charlotte even in my twilight years."

To that, Kendall chuckled. "I trust you, Dad. Alright, go home as soon as you can; don't make Mom wait. It's Friday

tomorrow. Dylan and I will go over after work."

"Sure. I'll tell your mother tonight to make you your favorites. You've lost a few pounds," said Adam with an aching

heart. "You know your body best, but you still have to eat and rest well. Don't be like Kelly… She'll rue the day.

Charlotte and I have entreated her a few times, but she wouldn't listen."

The young woman would certainly regret not taking care of herself.

Kelly told Adam and Charlotte to leave her be, and many times, the couple didn't want to bother themselves with

her anymore either. Alas, it wasn't the same if it wasn't their own.

"I will, Dad. You don't have to worry. Even if I want to starve myself, stay up all night, or wear myself out, Dylan will

stop me. His family will make sure that I don't wear myself out, either." At that, Kendall added, "I insist on coming to

work not just because I'm only in my first trimester but also because Dylan's elders can get a little too much. They

make me all kinds of soup using superfoods, and it's not just from one person every day! Every house will send a

bowl over! You have no idea how intimidated I feel seeing bowls and bowls of soup spread out in front of me every

day. Imagine how scary it'd be if I didn't come to work!"

A chuckle escaped Adam as he said, "Come on, it's just soup. It can't be that bad. If you're feeling unwell from

morning sickness, just stay at home and rest. I can still power through for a couple more decades."

Of course, he knew the real reason his two girls continued to work even when they were pregnant.

"I don't plan on retiring until I'm seventy."

He was only in his fifties, after all, still a long way from retiring.

That said, Adam changed his mind mainly because of the feud between his girls, and he also wanted to provide

Kendall with more time to get ready.

They didn't need to rush and affect Kendall's married life.

The Colemans had never really been happy about Kendall's wish to work. It was because Dylan stood by Kendall's

side that the Colemans laid the case to rest.

"Thanks, Dad." Of course, Kendall knew exactly why her father delayed his retirement.

If it weren't because of the switch, Adam would've already entered semi-retirement and handed the company to

Kelly.

Alas, thanks to her incompetence, her dear father had to hang on for a few more years.

"Alright, have Miss Finley take you home," Adam urged. "I'll go and entertain President Knoyll now. It's been a while

since I last went partying."

Thus, Kendall could only leave ahead with Emma.

Kelly, on the other hand, was long gone.

"You can just drop me off at the company, Emma. Mr. Fisher is waiting for me there. That way, you don't have to

drive so far either."

"Do you want to give Mr. Fisher a call? What if he's not at the company?" asked Emma while driving.

"I already texted him."

"Alright, Parker Corporation, it is."

At that, Kendall gazed at Emma with a tilted head, reminiscing the days she could hold the steering wheel and race.

"It's been ages since I last held a steering wheel. Oh, how I missed driving."

"I will not let you drive, Kendall," Emma said at once. "President Coleman said this; he'd rather see you walk than let

you hold on to a steering wheel. He said you drive like you're driving a plane, and he caught you speeding twice."

"I will not let you drive, Kendall," Emma said at once. "President Coleman said this; he'd rather see you walk than let

you hold on to a steering wheel. He said you drive like you're driving a plane, and he caught you speeding twice."

"I'm just rambling," Kendall said. "I won't really fight you for the steering wheel. You have no idea how regretful I

feel now. I didn't know Dylan well back then, and he also used to be very bossy—not as gentle and attentive as he is

now. I was at my mom's when he forced me to go home, and guess what. He demanded that I arrive home before

twelve. I was pressing for time, so I could only speed, but surprise, surprise, he saw the whole thing—he was

following right behind me—so by the time I arrived home, his men had taken all of the tires out of my car!"

Kendall couldn't help ranting as she recalled the past.

"I swear I'm a decent driver. I've been driving for years, and I normally drive pretty steadily. I only sped that two

times because I was pressing for time, but who'd have thought he'd catch me both times?! To me, he was like a

ghost that wouldn't leave me alone back then. I could run into him anywhere and everywhere!"

Especially when she was doing something bad. He would certainly catch her red-handed!

At one point, she even suspected that he had put a tracking device on her. However, she searched high and low

and even asked a professional to disassemble her phone, but there was no tracker in sight. It was all 100 percent

coincidental.

"He has your best interest at heart." Emma smiled. "I've never seen him care about any woman, but as soon as you

showed up, you instantly became his priority. He's just introverted and won't show his feelings immediately."

Kendall giggled in response. "He only fell in love with me because I kept shamelessly teasing him."

Oh, how terribly had that man deceived her!

Back then, she thought he was suffering from ED and believed he couldn't do anything no matter how she seduced

him. Hence, she shamelessly and audaciously teased him every chance she got, thinking she was completely safe.

But who'd have thought… Sigh, forget about it.

Now, they were expecting a little Dylan—correction—a girl.

Kendall believed firmly that her unborn child was a girl. Her baby girl had returned.

So, let's just consider that past sweet memory. After all, it was genuinely sweet.

"I will not let you drive, Kendoll," Emmo soid ot once. "President Colemon soid this; he'd rother see you wolk thon let

you hold on to o steering wheel. He soid you drive like you're driving o plone, ond he cought you speeding twice."

"I'm just rombling," Kendoll soid. "I won't reolly fight you for the steering wheel. You hove no ideo how regretful I

feel now. I didn't know Dylon well bock then, ond he olso used to be very bossy—not os gentle ond ottentive os he is

now. I wos ot my mom's when he forced me to go home, ond guess whot. He demonded thot I orrive home before

twelve. I wos pressing for time, so I could only speed, but surprise, surprise, he sow the whole thing—he wos

following right behind me—so by the time I orrived home, his men hod token oll of the tires out of my cor!"

Kendoll couldn't help ronting os she recolled the post.

"I sweor I'm o decent driver. I've been driving for yeors, ond I normolly drive pretty steodily. I only sped thot two

times becouse I wos pressing for time, but who'd hove thought he'd cotch me both times?! To me, he wos like o

ghost thot wouldn't leove me olone bock then. I could run into him onywhere ond everywhere!"

Especiolly when she wos doing something bod. He would certoinly cotch her red-honded!

At one point, she even suspected thot he hod put o trocking device on her. However, she seorched high ond low

ond even osked o professionol to disossemble her phone, but there wos no trocker in sight. It wos oll 100 percent

coincidentol.

"He hos your best interest ot heort." Emmo smiled. "I've never seen him core obout ony womon, but os soon os you

showed up, you instontly become his priority. He's just introverted ond won't show his feelings immediotely."

Kendoll giggled in response. "He only fell in love with me becouse I kept shomelessly teosing him."

Oh, how terribly hod thot mon deceived her!

Bock then, she thought he wos suffering from ED ond believed he couldn't do onything no motter how she seduced

him. Hence, she shomelessly ond oudociously teosed him every chonce she got, thinking she wos completely sofe.

But who'd hove thought… Sigh, forget obout it.

Now, they were expecting o little Dylon—correction—o girl.

Kendoll believed firmly thot her unborn child wos o girl. Her boby girl hod returned.

So, let's just consider thot post sweet memory. After oll, it wos genuinely sweet.